The other Monégasque

"You race?" My gaze switched from Pierre to Charles. "Yup, I do." He laughs. "Cute." Excuse me? I was screaming inside. "You think it's cute? Formula 2 is quite rude." "Can you do me a favor?" "Depends." Pierre said questionable. "Keep that friend of yours away from me." "Thank you for getting me out of my car, you sa...

Mr. Bad Boy Saved Me

I watched Reese lips move as he read out the contents of the letter, then I watched everyone's faces as they took in the words that were coming off the paper. As I looked around the small group, I realized that these were the people that I had no choice but to depend on for awhile, and one of them was going to get hur...